Lizetta Kalimeri / Λιζέτα Καλημέρη

The silver of the moon
on the cobblestones
spread itself
and Anna, the wild one
in Fotis the taksim*
aroused.

To go out and to dance
and to weave a magic spell over the men
at the celebration.
And the heart of Fotis
she will burn first
like a piece of paper.

If Salome cried
in the forgiveness of passions
she would be saved
but her heavy crown
rubies with blood
will confuse.

(translation: Eva Johanos
*taksim: improvisational introduction to a piece of music;
connection to the spirit world)